The death of dialogue, the demise of debate prompted prosperous, educated Argentine students to morph into mass killers.

Thursday, 25 October 2018

HOME-GROWN TERRORISM: The New Age

We expats of the Banana Republics have lived with home-grown terrorists, and many of us have left our countries, cultures, everything we knew, to get away from them. We know it’s no use saying, “Oh, but he was mentally ill ...” We know a terrorist when we see one.

What these terrorists seem to have in common are feelings of hopelessness, helplessness, rage, frustration -- what Che Guevara called 'hate’.

Hate is a factor in the struggle, Che wrote in 1967, the year of his death, unyielding hatred for the enemy which pushes a human being beyond his natural limitations, turning him into an effective, violent, selective, cold killing machine. Our soldiers have to be thus. Without hate we cannot triumph over a brutal enemy.

At this time, home-grown terror is on our minds every day, and every week, in the US and Canada. Most recently a number of homemade pipe bombs were delivered to key Democrats in the US, and we are still spinning over the killings on Danforth Avenue in Toronto on July 22.

Hopelessness and rage - not mental illness - is the cause here. And governments are expected to respond and to reduce the attacks. But when the rhetoric rises and the pundits chatter, and nothing is done, the result is yet another attack.

Las Vegas massacre.

For the general public, they key is to stay vigilant, and keep informed. Here is the link to John R. Schindler’s False Flag Terrorism:Myth and Reality on observer.com . It’s sensible and detached and neutral and just right. It is also posted by the author on Twitter: twitter @20committee .

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Born in Argentina, I grew up in a cattle ranch; endured a private education and began college. It was the turbulent seventies; our political system collapsed; terrorism unleashed brutal military action, and I lost sight of my future. Like a lobster crawling out of the boiling pot looking for cooler climes, I emigrated to Toronto in 1974. I apprenticed in publishing, and eventually launched my own communications business. In 1991, flush with money and needing to thaw out, I sailed around the world -- from Panamá to Florida, via the South Pacific. Four years at sea and one thousand six hundred sunrises showed me a planet worth knowing, worth defending, and an extraordinary mosaic of cultures taught me much about myself. In 1995 I settled in Florida and delivered yachts to the Caribbean and Europe. Between waves and storms and flying fish I wrote articles and short stories. In 2006 I returned to Argentina where I collided with a story that needs to be told. "OUTRAGE" is the result.